The Heart & Refreshing
You Cannot gently take a gift from a closed fist.
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Childs Trojan War
In the 5th grade, our class was studying Greek mythology when our art teacher suggested we build our own trojan horse.
Three Men Sit in a Front Yard on Gerald Street
Saturday Afternoon 240914 2pm
An old woman is why we have stopped here today. She has spent her life worrying, angry and complaining. But the kindness of my friends drives them to stop and say kind things to her. To help with the dishes, to make sure she’s taking her meds and eating enough.
What We Become
Evening chatter Lotion Feet Legs
Wishes
I do not wish To be loved,
I Am Thankful for Your Length
The length Of you
You Are A Gazelle
And I— I am a wounded lamb Be FREE
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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Poetic Apologies
I’m sorry to all of you.
When the Heart Surges, Be Still
Psalm 89:9
“You rule over the raging of the sea; when its waves surge, you calm them.”
Want to know the power of free will?
Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.